Chapter seven
Marissa walked into the kitchen where Summer and Isabelle were arguing. They weren't angry with each other, just annoyed.
"But you have to mom. I can't wear my old one and I can't take dad; he doesn't know the difference of turquoise and blue." Isabelle whined as she sat on the counter near the sink. Summer stood by the stove with a tired look on her face.
"Belle, I'm sorry. I wish you would have told me earlier. I really have to work tomorrow. You know I wouldn't say no if I didn't have to."
"What's going on?" Marissa sat down by a bar chair and looked at the twosome.
"Mom has to work tomorrow and I have to get a new dress for a party." a sad Isabelle said and began to climb down from the counter.
"I'm really sorry honey." Marissa could hear that she was and she knew how important a new dress could be for a little girl.
"I'm free tomorrow if you need someone to shop with you. If that's okay."
"Really? Mommy, can she go with me?" A smile spread across Isabelle's face and she looked pleadingly at her mother.
"I don't know. Marissa, are you sure?"
"Of course I am. I love shopping and especially dresses. You know me Sum, I can shop. The question is; do you trust me?" Marissa gave her a smile and Summer returned it; she knew that if there was anyone she could trust when it came to shopping, it was Marissa Cooper.
"Well, in that case. I guess you can." Isabelle made a small shriek and hugged her mother round her waist.
"Thank you mommy. I really have to buy a new dress."
"I know honey and I expect you modelling when I get home from work, okay?" Isabelle smiled and then let go of Summer, turning her attention to Marissa.
"So, are you good in shopping, Coop?" The two adult looked at each other and smiled. Summer knew that she could let Marissa take her child over an afternoon; she trusted her. And she couldn't let her daughter down.
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After the dinner everyone was doing their own thing. Marissa was visiting her family; she hadn't seen them for years. She would have met them the next day but she felt like she couldn't wait so she left just after dinner. Ava was in her room on the phone, talking to some friend, maybe talking about ideas for a new project or concert. Or maybe they just talked about boys and clothes.
Casey was in the family room with Isabelle; they were watching a film. They spent much of their time together; they just got along very well.
Seth and Summer sat in the living room on the couch. They sat close to each other, their fingers intertwined. Summer had her head resting on Seth's shoulder, close to his neck. It was dark outside and all the lamps weren't on, only a few so that the room had a cosy, relaxed light.
"What do you want for Chrismukkah Cohen?" Summer quietly asked as they just sat there, enjoying some time together alone. Seth drew circles on top of her shoulder as he tried to think.
"I don't think I want anything, not anything I haven't already got." Summer smiled to herself and cuddled closer to his chest.
"But there has to be something you want; something I can get you." Her question wasn't meant to be seducing though it came out that way.
"I can think of one thing though I don't want to wait until Christmas for it." Summer giggled as he pulled his hand under her shirt, caressing her stomach. Her tanned, smooth skin felt warm under his fingers and the giggles she made was like a song to his ears.
"Well, I can't let you wait then baby, can I?" Seth shook his head and continued to caress her stomach but now his hands wandered further up. Summer moaned but as she remembered the kids in the family room she pushed Seth's hands away.
"Nooo." He wined and looked at her disappointedly as she sat up straight.
"We can't Cohen; we'll put the kids to bed first." As she said the word 'first' he lit up again and almost flew of the sofa, dragging her with him. They went inside the family room where they found Casey watching a movie and Isabelle sleeping on the couch.
"She said she wasn't tired." Summer sighed. "Seth, can you take her?"
"Sure, my queen." He gave her nose a kiss and then went to lift Isabelle up and carry her upstairs to her room.
"Casey, it's time for bed. School's tomorrow." Summer made sure he'd turn the TV off and take all his stuff with him; she was very neat. They then began to walk up the stairs.
"Mom, why do I have to go to bed now; it's only seven thirty." Casey said as they entered his room.
"Well, it's been a long weekend and your father and I are tired. But you can be up for a little more if you stay in you room and do something calm, like reading."
"Really? I do have a new comic book; I'll just read it." He was so much like Seth, with his cute curly hair and interest in comic. He got the same enthusiastic facial expression as Seth always had whenever he was excited.
"You do that though get ready for bed first and promise me not to stay up too long." Summer gave her son a kiss on his cheek and closed the door.
Meanwhile, Seth was getting Isabelle ready for bed. He'd gotten her dressed in her night gown and put her into her bed when Summer came into the room, smiling.
"How's it going?" she asked and walked up behind him as he tucked Isabelle in. Summer wrapped her arms round his waist from behind and gave his back a kiss.
"She's sleeping and Casey?" Seth kept his position turned to the bed, enjoying how Summer kept hugging him and digging her face into his shirt.
"He's getting ready. He thought it was early so I told him he could stay up and read a comic." She still had her head pushed against his back though he heard what she said.
"What about I'll go check on him and you go to Ava? Then we'll meet up in our room."
"Okay." She finally pulled away and he turned around, giving her a light kiss before they went to their children.
"Ava, we're going to bed. You're still on the phone?" Summer gently knocked on Ava's door, not wanting to interrupt her phone conversation.
"Yeah, but come in. It's just Emma." Ava yelled from inside so Summer opened the door and found Ava sitting on her bed. She had her pyjamas on already and her hair was in a pony tail.
"Hold on a second Em, mom's wants to say goodnight…I'll tell her." Ava put the phone down and turned to her mother, smiling.
"Em says hi to you."
"Say hi to her back from me. I'll be quick; we're just going to bed and I wanted to say goodnight to you." Ava smiled and reached over to hug Summer; they always hugged or kissed goodnight.
"Love you mom."
"I love you too. Sweet dreams honey!" Summer gave her a kiss on her cheek before she pulled away and climbed off the bed. She waved and then left the room, walking towards her own bedroom looking forward to the night.
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Summer stood observing the room as she waited for her husband to come back from the kids' rooms. She absolutely adored it. She'd decorated it herself and everything about it was perfect. It had a special atmosphere and it felt like an own part of the house. Though it was big too; the master suit. A huge walk in wardrobe, a bathroom and an amazing balcony with a fantastic view.
Suddenly she felt two strong arms go round her as she stood in the middle of the bedroom. She automatically smiled and turned around meeting Seth's gaze. His beautiful brown eyes were completely focused on her like she was the only thing in the whole world. Everything about him was beautiful; his tall, slim body with perfect sized muscles. And of course the dimples and curly brown hair. No one except a Cohen could look good in curls; they were always too frizzy but these were perfectly curled.
"You're beautiful." She said out load, a little surprising. That was usually something he used to tell her all the time. He'd tell her in the morning as she woke up and in the evening as they went to bed. This though was different; she'd said it to him.
"Are you talking to yourself again? That's usually what I do." They were still standing with their arms round each other in the middle of the room, looking at each other.
"I'm not talking to myself. That isyour thing. I talked to you actually." She made a point at him and she could tell that he was a little unsure how to react.
"No, no, no. You are beautiful, not me."
"Yes you are. Very beautiful." Seth just looked at her.
"You are! What's so strange about that?"
"I don't know. You've never told me that before; no one has. I just…girls are beautiful and pretty, boys are handsome."
"Guys can be beautiful too though maybe that's not what many people say. Don't you want me to call you beautiful? Because you are." She looked at him anxiously.
"You can call me whatever you want, sweetie."
"Good, and just so you know; I would call you it anyway." Summer said as she smiled.
"Oh, I know. So what do you wanna do now?" He gave her a seducing look.
"Maybe..." she started and traded lines on his shirt with her fore finger. "Maybe I can show you how beautiful I think you are."
"Well, if you insist." Seth didn't wait for a response; he quickly let their lips unite. As so many other times, it felt like they were the only persons in the whole world and that nothing could tear them apart.
To be continued...
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